You rise again to a new day unsure of the obstacles that will impede our way, you are aware of your own life’s predicaments, the part you played in it’s un-fulfillment. The added weight of consequence to each new action, even when your just reacting to uncontrollable things that are happening.

The cost of life seems to cut a grove in the ground before your feet, even before the directional planning of that life is complete. The pressures of now dictating that tomorrow should wait, the rules of the game sometime alters your fate, simply by putting to much on your plate.

Life’s dream still clinging to the unraveling threads of hope, your mate! the children that job who has time to cope. As the days turn to years you find that your dreams will no longer restart, still you put a smile on your face taking it with grace knowing when your just playing the part.